Part 3

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Part 3: y/n pov

I wake up with a killer headache, and cant remember anything, I get glad to know I was in my room, I'm guessing tara and Sydney took me home, Atleast I hope they did. I get some advil then take a shower, and realize i have school together at that thought, made me wanna throw up, and I did for 15 straight minutes. Stupid alchohol, I'm never drinking again. I get dressed

*swipe to see her outfit*

I drive to school, trying to remember what happened, the last thing I remember is getting dragged up the stairs by colby... oh my god what if he raped me..... I mean hes a fucking psycho and a fuckboy.... oh my god and I forgot my phone just great, now i dont know if brennen is back yet or not. I go to first period and sit by Tara happy that shes here.

"What happened last night? Did you take me home? When did I get home? Did colby rape me? Did sydney take me home? Do you know who's shirt I was wearing when I woke up it was over my dress?" I rapidly throw questions at her.

"Hunny, calm down. All that happened was a party, and me and sydney took you home laid you on your bed. Why would colby rape you, and I'm sure you would know that. And I have no idea who's shirt that is, but when we found you downstairs at the party you were the center of attention, dancing on tables and shit." She says

I just nod, trying to think of what happened, after lunch my head finally stops hurting after I've tooken like 5 more advils. I was walking to the girls bathroom, when I see a group of students circling two boys fighting, I get to the front of the circle and see its colby and brennen. I dont see why everyone cares this literally happens every week.

I see brennen has a bloody nose, and then realize that hes supposed to be in florida what's he doing back. Then everything comes back from when I was kicked out of Colby room to when I got that drink to me dancing in front of everyone, I go between colby and brennen

"STOP! CANT YOU TWO TAKE A BREAK FOR A DAY. YOU DONT HAVE TO FUCKING FIGHT EVERYTIME YOU SEE EACHOTHER" I YELL LOOKING AT BOTH OF THEM, I dont see a teacher come up until it's too late.

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